Now i'm working on a final project i can show
It sucks that i didn't get the chance to say hello
But i'm working on the next one now
Will somebody please show me how
And i don’t wanna be a playa no more
So we rhyme for the hurting, poor hard working for,
Are my ticket to being the richest man on earth
Yeah, uh, where's the love for the sixteen writers
My other capo in this big-ass.. conglomerate called death row
"by the way, here's a one-way ticket back to mexico",
I put a condom on my heart, i don't be feeling shit
I just got validation on my ass whooping ticket
You gotta move on find a better one
I give em a script, you bitch nigga's my children
Just plain pat visions with some sick aim
I just bought a ticket for the crazy train
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